dead child, ghost carrying coffin

There was something dirty close to him, and the faceless ghost Buddha who was chanting scriptures suddenly opened his eyes.

Against the backdrop of white snow, the two red lights are particularly dazzling.

The hand that had already touched the bronze mask was put down suddenly, and stretched out to the black dagger next to it.

"Jie Jie Jie! Namo Amitabha Buddha!"

"Asura beast, are you deceiving that there is no Buddha here?!"

At this moment, the head of the Arhat Hall on Wutai Mountain, the gloomy master with a solemn face, suddenly stopped chanting.

Open your mouth like a lion's roar, and the sound shakes the whole field.

"Chi Tuo you, Ajia Luo, Mi La Zhu, Pra La Ta La Ye Xun Jie La!"

It is one of the "Five Great Mantras of Shurangama" in Buddhism, which is designed to break all the sorcery of heavenly demons and heretics.

The bald mummy knelt down on the ground with a plop as if struck by lightning.

But immediately after, black air flashed in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, he raised his hands with great difficulty, and threw two black pottery pots filled with corpse oil at Ghost Buddha Faceless.

Who is Ghost Buddha Faceless?

When he is alive, he is a Buddhist monk who is rare in a thousand years;

Before death, evil is full, and heaven and earth cannot tolerate;

After death, he struggled between ghosts and Buddhas for nearly 2000 years.

Now that he is full of evil spirits and dharma, he is already eye-catching, how could he be smashed by two jars.

(It makes people look sideways: a derogatory term, side: squinting. Looking at people with squinted eyes. Describes hatred or fear and resentment.)

(From "Historical Records, Biography of Ji Zheng": "Today, stand on your feet and look sideways.")

Amidst the strange laughter of Jie Jie, Ghost Buddha Faceless waved the blood-colored monk's robe, and the clay jar full of corpse oil suddenly flew back.

With a bang, the bald mummy was instantly smashed to pieces.

Ghost Buddha Faceless kills, the evil spirit in his body can't be suppressed.

When it soared into the sky, there were actually dark clouds covering the starry sky above.

There was a whistling wind blowing around.

The two masters, Nu Mu and Kong Chan, looked at each other, and the chanting sound became more urgent.

Animals that can speak, as well as lonely and wild ghosts in the mountains, are so frightened that they kowtow again and again.

"Master is merciful, master is merciful, you must never use killing intent."

The little monks in the distance shouted together.

"Namo Amitabha."

"I wait for the younger generation to ask the ancestor to be merciful."

Ghost Buddha's faceless eyes flickered with ghost fire, and he slowly turned his head to look at the group of young monks.

"Jie...Namo Amitabha!"

"What do you call me? Patriarch?!!!"

Master Kongchan led the young monks to bow down together.

"Namo Amitabha."

"All the unworthy descendants of Jinguang Temple pay homage to the 52nd generation abbot of our temple."

The ghost Buddha's body began to tremble, and the ghost fires under the mask and in his eyes gradually extinguished.

"You admit that the poor monk is the patriarch, the abbot monk?!"

Master Kongchan recited the Buddha's name and took out a yellowed wooden slip from his cassock.

Unfold one of the pages and hand it to the ghost Buddha.

Impressively written on it:

The 52nd generation abbot of Jinguang Temple: Faqing.

(Readers with a good memory, you should remember that Ghost Buddha and his brothers are all from the generation of 'Fa'.)

Born in Guiyue, Zhenguan Year...Death Year: Unknown...

And above the ghost Buddha's name is his teacher's dharma name, and there is no name of the ghost Buddha's senior brother, Fajie. ?

Master Kongchan explained with tears.

"According to the temple records, Patriarch Fajie has training: he is only temporarily serving as the abbot on behalf of Patriarch Faqing."

"When the Patriarch returns from his studies at Mount Wutai, he will step aside..."

After the ghost Buddha listened, the black air surrounding his body quickly dissipated.

Even the scarlet monk's robe turned gray.

Looking up to the sky, he cried out in mourning: "Brother! Fa Qing is guilty, Fa Qing deserves to die!!!"

After the fifth watch, it was a little embarrassing.

Five chapters a day does not earn as much as three chapters...

Be cheeky and ask for a wave of reminders and generate electricity for love.

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